Its andrew's 3rd birthday this weekend. This kid is smart and I don't say that because I'm his mom and its true, but I've been affirmed by it by others, even strangers. Pardon me for being one of THOSE moms but he serious "gets" stuff and rationalizes beyond what I think he should. My new favourite thing is watching him when he doesn't think I'm watching. I catch him trying to strangle his sister, or jumping back in bed after playing with toys during his nap and pretending he's sleeping. I'm having a little party with his friends tomorrow. We'll make bird feeders, using peanut butter so I'm assuming no one has a nut allergy. Nut allergy people are so annoying. I say that tongue in cheek, I mean, my best friend has a nut allergy*
*not true.
I'm reading this new mommy blog that is so absurd that I HAVE to read it so I can make myself feel normal. My guess is Alicia Silverstone got the bird feeding technique from her. She breastfed until 2 or 3 years old. Thats so nutty. She talks about happy energy and a french child that lives in her psyche. SERIOUSLY, don't you want to read it to? I love it.
Lets talk politics.
One, budgets are fantastic.
Two, unions are ridiculous leeches on the vein of the economy, unless I was in one and getting awesome health benefits and limited work hours.
Three, Justin Trudeau makes me want to bang my head against the wall, repeatedly. Wish he'd take a page out of Ben Mulrony's book of, "don't become a politician, host Canadian idol and Live with Kelly instead".
Four, the penny is being phased out. Man, if I had a nickel every time the gov't has put that on the table, I'd have, well... four PENNIES.
Five, I miss Ralph Klein.
29 March 2012
20 March 2012
chosing foolishly
I reread my blog from when Andrew was Elsie's current age. It was a rough time. He was in the middle of getting the horrible teeth. Molars and such. I wasn't sleeping, he was screaming in the stroller and refused to be put down. Compared to that, Elsie isn't too bad but I still feel completely drained. Emotionally and physically. I guess we all try to find some reason why we aren't feeling good. Maybe PMS, maybe lack of sleep, maybe the weather. Thats what I'm doing. Little things make me feel like I'm going to crack. My grandfather passed away last Wednesday. That was very difficult because it felt like a sack of .... well, something heavy, was added onto my already crippling shoulders.
We all have challenges but today I feel incapable of mentally taking charge of them. I'm fully feeding into my worries and fears. I mean, I have two choices. Worry or Trust God. Guess what I chose? and if you ask me how thats working out for me I'd answer, not so good.
We all have challenges but today I feel incapable of mentally taking charge of them. I'm fully feeding into my worries and fears. I mean, I have two choices. Worry or Trust God. Guess what I chose? and if you ask me how thats working out for me I'd answer, not so good.
18 March 2012
its not my party but I'll still scream
Today we went to a birthday party. It was about a 40 minute drive to get there, so you can imagine my horror when I went to pull Elsie out of the seat and realized she wasn't buckled in! My first thought was, PAUL!! oh... no wait. I'm the one that put her in the seat. Oh the guilt! I didn't say anything. She smelled awfully ripe though and as we walked toward the washroom, the smell was stronger than what is typical. When I laid her down, I saw she had exploded everywhere. So, with pants half on, and with sour liquid continuing to seep into my jacket since I'm holding her, we went to the clothing section of the grocery store and picked up a new outfit. I was very tempted to just chuck the old clothes (which my sister often did) but I like the little overalls, so I put them in a plastic bag.
The party was great. It was at Superstore so they kids made pizzas, decorated cupcakes and ate cake. Very cute. Andrew was thrilled with a whistle he got in the loot bag. My mistake though, as we were walking down the stairs from the upper room, I pointed out the lady making sushi. He stopped, was thrilled and then accidentally dropped the whistle down a crack in the stairs. You would have thought I was strangling him. No wait, you would have thought I was branding him with a hot iron. No wait, you would have thought I was yanking out his finger nails... Good Lord. I was dumbfounded because I have never seen him scream like that. Poor kid had a very red hand as I dragged him to the car because I had a death grip on him that only a mother can have. I was embarrassed and mad. He's just so intense, all the time. He's either insanely excited or so mad that you think he's going to pop blood vessels. Passionate, he is.
The party was great. It was at Superstore so they kids made pizzas, decorated cupcakes and ate cake. Very cute. Andrew was thrilled with a whistle he got in the loot bag. My mistake though, as we were walking down the stairs from the upper room, I pointed out the lady making sushi. He stopped, was thrilled and then accidentally dropped the whistle down a crack in the stairs. You would have thought I was strangling him. No wait, you would have thought I was branding him with a hot iron. No wait, you would have thought I was yanking out his finger nails... Good Lord. I was dumbfounded because I have never seen him scream like that. Poor kid had a very red hand as I dragged him to the car because I had a death grip on him that only a mother can have. I was embarrassed and mad. He's just so intense, all the time. He's either insanely excited or so mad that you think he's going to pop blood vessels. Passionate, he is.
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